Where Tomorrow Leads by Cyndi Raye Read Free Book Online

“Yes. We still have a few days left of our vacation. You promised me ten, remember?” she crooned, knowing he didn’t mind stopping at all. Besides, he had to be tired of driving all these hours. When she offered to take over, he refused and said the man does the driving. Jake had such an old fashioned way about him. It was nice and yet at times annoying.
     
    “Oh ha! Look at that one,” Maggie laughed out loud and pointed. A large hot dog in a bun with Pedro’s big smile and the words You Never Sausage A Place like South of the Border-25 miles . She grabbed her cell and snapped a photo as they sped by.
     
    “I’ll be glad to stop for a night,” Jake told her. “We made great time. We may be back in the Keys in no time.” His gaze fell to her downcast eyes. “Maggie, what else do you have in store for our road trip?”
     
    “I can’t tell you yet. I will say the rest of the road trip is in Florida and you will love where we go next.”
     
    His eyes went back to the road. “I can’t wait.”
     
    After miles of highway, the signs came more often. Jake and Maggie started to read them aloud together as the Impala sped by in the flow of traffic. Keep Yelling Kids, They’ll Stop and then they were there with a last sign that said, Welcome To South of the Border .
     
    “First place we’re going is to the Sombrero Restaurant,” Jake mentioned. He took Maggie’s hand and and guided her past the Reptile Lagoon and the 97 foot giant cement Pedro. The statue’s legs were so wide they could walk right through.
     
    “What about our room, I booked it earlier?” she asked Jake, who was still dragging her behind. She tried to get a few photos of the giant chickens and pink flamingos but he wasn’t paying attention.
     
    “The room will wait, I need food.”
     
    After dinner, they walked around and he let her take all the photos she wanted. They took the glass elevator to the top of the two hundred foot Sombrero Tower and gazed out over the Carolina countryside. Neon lights sparkled and twinkled and lit up the border.
     
    “I think our room is waiting,” Jake said as he nuzzled her neck. He stood close, his warmth closing in on Maggie until she turned to face him.
     
    “I know what is waiting,” she teased. She leaned in and brushed her lips across his ear. “Forget Pedro, let’s get out of here.”
     
     
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    Jake wanted to dig his cell phone out of the glove compartment to check his messages before they left the little hotel room the next day. He began to walk towards the car but then turned and walked away. Ten days, he promised her. Then he could get back to business. He was glad he came on the trip but began to get concerned about being away from his company for too long without any contact.
     
    He stood outside of the motel, one foot on the side walk, the other on the macadam road. All he had to do was plug it into the charger in the motel room and check to make sure all was well. Who was he kidding! If he turned on the phone, he would be back to normal. The calls would come in non stop, he’d be texting his men out on the field and the daily grind would start. He couldn’t do that to her, not when he made a promise to give her ten days.
     
    It was good to get away now and again, he realized this and he needed what Maggie offered and turned away from the car, determined to keep his word to the woman he loved. As he slipped back inside, a grin crossed his face. He’d make the best of the time they had left.
     
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    Jake and Maggie made a stop at the next truck stop after leaving South of the Border. They weren’t hungry when they first go on the road, but they needed to gas up again so they noticed a place to eat. They walked hand in hand to the door and noticed a young man, dressed in battered shorts and a dirty tee shirt. He leaned against the wall of the building, his head down, long dark hair covering his face.
     
    Maggie leaned over. “Are you all right?” she